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[Leans into Friday’s hand, but otherwise stays put, looking over his face slowly]

[ His hand slides to cup the back of Jewel's neck as he tilts his head, kissing him softly at first. His other hand slides over Jewel's chest, tracing along the outline of one of his pectoral muscles curiously. ]

[Covers Friday's hands with his own, budging his lips against Friday's as he kisses back slowly, letting Friday lead for now but being sure to reciprocate each little soft kiss]

[ Slowly licks Jewel's lips open to taste him the fingers on his hair slipping lower to stroke along the nape of Jewel's neck before he suddenly breaks the kiss to remove one of his gloves with his teeth. He presses his mouth back to Jewel's almost instantaneously as his bare fingers rub a slow circle on the topmost bone of his vertebrae, relishing the warmth of his skin. ]

By the way...I know it was a slip up, but... Mmmm.

[His breath hitches at the feeling of fingers against his neck, nipping at Friday's bottom lip and scooting closer. His voice lowers to a conspiratorial whisper.]

...Since you almost told me your non-stage name, it's only fair I tell you mine.

[ He tenses up a bit, resting his forehead against Jewel's as he sighs against his mouth. He was hoping Jewel would forget that. ]

I promise to keep it a secret between us and hope you would do the same. I do not want any fans or the press digging into my public government records and telling me things I do not even know myself.

Of course I'll keep it secret...

[Presses a quick kiss to his lips]

Do you really think I wouldn't?

[ He returns the kiss before murmuring– ]

I know you would. I trust you. You have my blessing to use it in private as well.

[Settles back down]

Well...technically....you didn't finish telling me.

[ He did just kind of half-blurt it, didn't he? He brushes a thumb back and forth over Jewel's lower lip. ]

Dominic is the name my parents gave me.

[Bites down gently before pressing his lips to the pad of his thumb]

Dominic.

[ Okay, it's kind of hot hearing something so intimate said out loud, the sound sinking straight to the pit of his stomach. His wings close around Jewel's cheeks in embarrassment before he pulls his thumb away to kiss Jewel harder than before, teeth applying pressure around his lower lip. ]

[Laughs in delight, reaching up to frame his face]

[ His teeth dig in a little, giving Jewel’s lower lip a sharp tug before releasing it and pressing more kisses down his jaw. He pauses to murmur against his skin- ]

I believe it is your turn now.

...Shadi.

[ He smiles against the base of Jewel's neck before nosing his way to Jewel's ear and whispering–. ]

Shadi. I like it. It suits you.

[Breathes in sharply, fingers finding their way into Friday's hair, tangling there and keeping him close.]

You think so?

[ He gently bites a patch of skin beneath his earlobe, sucking on it with little intensity so he doesn't leave a mark before nipping the bottom edge of his earlobe. ]

I do. What does it mean?

Well, when my parents picked it, it meant happiness. It's usually a name given to girls, but....they thought it was pretty.

[Lays back against the bed, pulling Friday down with him before smoothing his hands down the other man's chest]

By pure coincidence, in another language, it means singer.

[ He removes his other glove and shifts to straddle Jewel's waist as he nudges his shirt aside to nibble along his collar bone. ]

Then coincidentally apt for you. [ The singer part at least. He doesn't think any of them are bursting with happiness. ] It does make me wonder if our names speak anything of our destinies.

Oh....?

[Breathes out quietly, starting to work Friday's shirt open from the bottom button up]

What does your name mean then?

It has religious connotations...someone holy or belonging to a god. Considering how my parents wanted to market me and my sister as holy, pure, and blessed, it was fitting to them.

[ He sits up so he can help shrug off his shirt and push Jewel's hand to where his own heart is hammering wildly. ]

I do not want to be treated as something sacred forever.

[Leaves his hand there for a while, quietly marveling at the feeling of Friday's heartbeat against his hand before finally responding]

I can help with that... If it's what you really want.

I do.

[ He closes both hands around Jewel's and brings it to his mouth so he can tentatively lick two of his fingers, trying to master his own fears. ]

How far would you like to go?

[Slides those fingers into Friday's mouth, pressing down lightly on his tongue]

Shouldn't I be asking you that? Afterall, I'm far from a virgin.

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